(What? You mean not everyone bargains with their tinies for a Smiling Picture with a terrifying Monster Face Picture?)
We went to the woods. We do it because we want to live more deliberately. (Right, Mr. Thoreau?)
It is a bit inconvenient to go to the woods with tinies. But it’s worth it.
We do small excursions to places nearby. As they get older, we’ll go further and longer.
“If getting our kids out into nature is a search for perfection, or is one more chore, then the belief in perfection and the chore defeats the joy. It’s a good thing to learn more about nature in order to share this knowledge with children; it’s even better if the adult and child learn about nature together. And it’s a lot more fun.” – Richard Louv, Last Child in the Woods
As Mary Oliver wrote so beautifully,
“Instructions for living a life.
Tell about it.”
This is me telling you – I saw beautiful things here.
And it feels like home somehow. I was astonished.
I’m trying to pay more attention to my life.
(My talented mother-in-law snapped all of these photos near the Chilliwack River on the entrance path to the old railway tunnels.)